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Harrim strokes his beard, brooding. "There is as much vanity in your words, as in the words of all who have no
Harrim strokes his beard pensively and makes a crooked smile. "But why should I lie either to you or to myself
Harrim snorts. "I'm sure the creator of this golem prayed devoutly to Torag while he made it... Never thinking
Harrim snorts. "I'm sure the creator of this golem prayed devoutly to Torag while he made it... Never thinking
Harrim sneers bitterly. "Look at them, ! Here they are, true children of Torag! Greedy, conceited, unable to s
Harrim sneers bitterly. "Look at them, ! Here they are, true children of Torag! Greedy, conceited, unable to s
Harrim smiles broadly. "I'm glad you noticed it! I dream that Groetus will someday notice my eagerness too!"
Harrim sighs. "Your ignorance changes nothing. You won't miss the end of the path anyway. My aim is to make yo
Harrim sighs. "Your denial means nothing, . The end will come either way. But there is still time to talk furt
Harrim sighs. "Let them teach what they will, then. The end may come when we finally give up all religions but
Harrim sighs with sadness. "We know they had left and we know they have never returned to the dwarven kingdom
Harrim sighs hopelessly. "Another shadow of the past, to dissolve before its proper time. It is a pity."
Harrim sighs heavily and falls silent for a time. "My second birthday never came. I couldn't make armor. Not e
Harrim sighs and shakes his head. "Can't you understand? That's precisely what I want – for it to be too late.
Harrim sighs and shakes his head.
Harrim shrugs. "Very well, but it's not going to change anything. Their teachings have already been shared. Fa
Harrim shrugs. "I told you it would end like this. But you were dying for a legacy! And what is that legacy wo
Harrim shrugs. "I told you it would end like this. But you were dying for a legacy! And what is that legacy wo
Harrim shrugs indifferently. "Why does it matter? This old man is pathetic and ridiculous. Just think: his pri
Harrim shrugs indifferently. "Laws and rules are even more ephemeral than we ourselves. Oblivion will not sue
Harrim shrugs indifferently. "Good, bad... They were driven by greed and pride. Truth be told, the two didn't
Harrim shakes his head. "The world is full of amazing gods, , but there are some strange things one should nev
Harrim shakes his head. "Impersonating a dead man... What a ridiculous mockery of your own mortality. Today yo
Harrim shakes his head. "Impersonating a dead man... What a ridiculous mockery of your own mortality. Today yo
Harrim shakes his head, almost admiringly. "Please allow me to visit you on occasion, honorable Blakemoor. I h
Harrim shakes his head, almost admiringly. "Please allow me to visit you on occasion, honorable Blakemoor. I h
Harrim shakes his head in resignation. "Groetus doesn't speak to his clerics. Actually, Groetus doesn't need a
Harrim seems not to hear you, totally entranced by the fire dancing before his eyes. "Once… I dreamed of worki
Harrim seems not to hear the irony in your words. "Oh! Of course, I will tell you! I will tell everyone! The w
Harrim scans the wasteland, covered with bones, with a long and pensive look. Without saying a word, the dwarf
Harrim scans the wasteland, covered with bones, with a long and pensive look. Without saying a word, the dwarf
Harrim runs his fingers through his beard with a smile. "Leave the coven be, and let the peasants learn to sto
Harrim ran his hand across one of the skulls. With a sad smile on his face, the priest slowly shook his head.
Harrim raises his eyes to the sky. "One more lost soul, moaning, suffering from despair. Cast away the false l
Harrim puts his palms on the stone wall, and you feel a vibration coming from the very depths of the ground. "
Harrim pulls the key. To his surprise, the whole lock comes out of the golem's body along with the key. As Har
Harrim pulls his beard, muttering something that could be either prayers or curses. Upon noticing you, he winc
Harrim pulls his beard, muttering something that could be either prayers or curses. Upon noticing you, he winc
Harrim pets the anvil gently, without any fear of its heat. "Once… I dreamed of working with a furnace like th
Harrim pensively twists the strands of his beard between his fingers. "Side with you? I cannot say if there be
Harrim opens his mouth, obviously wanting to say something, but just sighs and waves his hand instead.
Harrim opens his mouth to object, but apparently can't find any good arguments. Finally, he gives up on you. "
Harrim nods with dignity. "I'll be happy to continue our conversation later."
Harrim nods with dignity, pulling his beard again. "Dwarves have long, long lives. When my father was still yo
Harrim nods in contentment. "I'll be glad to talk with you about Groetus any time, . After all, that's why I t
Harrim nods gravely. "That is the right decision, ."
Harrim mumbles, "Vanity... Futility... Vexation of spirit..."
Harrim mumbles to himself, pulling on his beard. Finally he notices you. "! Allow me to speak for those who ca
Harrim meets you, stroking his beard pensively, and nods calmly as ever, like there's nothing amiss.
Harrim meets you, stroking his beard pensively, and nods calmly as ever, like there's nothing amiss.
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